Gigantic Hand – Sexy Time

Once they made the combination making you.
And then that combination would pass by you.
They’d feel you when you had not shared a memory.
A distant sound, a star without meaning.
Don’t stare. It has no meaning.
Don’t hear. It has no meaning.You feel your face against her.
You feel your hair inside her.

A light shines on eyelid it moves to open.
You push your baby’s head into direction.
You made life you invented time.
So feel that sight and and that memory of connection.

But don’t feel what you cannot feel.
Don’t care what they are saying.
Inside the house is burning.
Fire’s taking down the books you’re reading.
About stolen dreams and fucked up memes, yeah we’re breeding.
Adding to the skin of the beast we’re seeding.